When Sergeant Alex Westbrook came down to work today he expected it to be another boring day of administrative work. The Company had just come back to Camp Pendleton from a month long field op in Twenty-Nine Palms and it was back to business of usual, which meant wasting away down at the shop hoping for the call that would send them against ISIS. Unfortunately, today was anything but. Alex was walking by the company office when First Sergeant stuck his head out and shouted at him.
"Westbrook! Get up to Battalion now!" He yelled before disappearing back into his office.
"Fuck, what'd I do now?" Alex wonderd as he changed direction and headed back the way he came. As he got up to Battalion Alex saw a bunch of higher ups standing in front of the duty hut in the middle of a discussion. Once he stepped in the talking stopped and they all turned to stare at him before a no shit four star general stepped in front of him.
"Sergeant Westbrook, General Anderson, walk with me." He says as he begins to walk back out of Battalion.
"Oh shit, I'm so fucked!" Alex thought as he walked alongside him. "Ah, yes Sir!" He says, happy to leave the other officers behind.
"Sergeant are you aware of the increasing terrorism going on in your home city?" General Anderson asks. Of course he's aware, Gotham's been a shit hole since before he even joined up but everyone knows that. It must be something more to this if a four star is asking him specifically about it, and his mind immediately goes to Harleen. Everyone in the unit knows Alex had been friends with her way back when and that piece of information has been a pain in Alex's ass for his entire career after she went crazy.
"Yes Sir, I'm well aware. Wouldn't have anything to do with Quinn would it? Cause I severed ties with her after that incident four years ago Sir." Alex informs him.
"No, nothing with her specifically but your relation to her intrigues me. That however is a discussion for another time, It's the whole lot of costumed nut heads that concerns me." He says as he stops walking. Alex notices he's lead him towards the barracks parking lot, which is empty at this time due to the Marines being at work.
"Sir, I don't know much about the others. If I could help you I would, honest."
"I know you would Sergeant, and trust me you'll be getting very familiar with them soon enough." The General replied cryptically.
"Sir?" Alex questioned, wondering what he's up to but he only smiles at the Sergeant.
"I've got a special assignment for you Sergeant. One that help bring an end to the terrorism plaguing your city." He answered
"How so?" Alex asks. Gotham law enforcement had been trying to for years, and even with the help of The Bat and his crew those maniacs kept getting out and the cycle would repeat.
"Put simply, we've organized an operation that aims to kill or capture these criminals outside of the public's eye. I've selected you to be my agent on the ground, under my command. Sound like something you'd be interested in?"
Alex was surprised at the General's bluntness. He wants one Marine to end the rampant crime in Gotham, on his own. Alex considered it for a moment before grinning. The General must have seen Alex's expression light up at the offer cause he just smiled and nodded his head.
"Pack your bags Sergeant, we leave for Gotham in five hours."
"Aye sir, thank you Sir!" Alex replied enthusiastically. As he turned to leave General Anderson called out to him.
"And one last thing Sergeant, we won't have any problems with Quinn now will we?" He asked. Alex guessed the General was concerned he wouldn't be able to pull the trigger on her. Even he would admit even he didn't know the answer to that one but he wouldn't let his new boss know that. Alex stopped and looked back over his shoulder at the General.
"Sir, if anyone's gonna take that bitch out it's gonna be me." He answered coldly.
"Outstanding. Welcome to Operation Silent Justice Sergeant…"
…Begin Operation…